October 06, 2010


We fell in together easily, like sugar dissolving in sweet tea where he was sugar and I was tea.

Changed on a granular scale.

The emotion could not be captured on film.
Although attempted:
a gray-white blur with the faint out line of a single lace 
(the thread fraying about my vital organs, crossing schism to the cavity of his chest, entangling).

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